Ribs And Back Bones

BARU

Aza's palm hung in the air moving left and right quickly. While the lips rannumnya do not want to lose also say "Emm ..., that .., anu Kak ...? Emmm Aza can be alone, you don't have to bother." Aza tried to reject Hamza's offer very subtly.

"Loh why? Usually, I'll help you deck!" Obviously Hamza tried to defend himself so that Aza would accept his help.

"Emmm, don't do it, brother. It's really finished!" Said Aza berkilah, while Taqwim could not bear to hear the hamza who continued to whine.

Until finally there was a tragedy, where the meeting between Taqwim and Hamza was unintentionally and it managed to make the atmosphere tense for Aza.

"Kalo Aza is so upset, you should be self-conscious!" Taqwim said firmly while walking out of hiding, he could not bear to see the scene.

The sudden presence of Taqwim, soantak made Hamza and Aza surprised. Aza's face turned deathly pale, he was confused how to explain this to Hamza. While Hamza, he wondered in his heart who is the cool pretentious man who dared to enter the house Aza.

"You who? How dare to get into Aza's house this early!" Hamza's question was full of emphasis and began to try to approach Taqwim.

Taqwim just kept silent not flinching with Hamza's words and questions addressed to him. His eagle's eyes continued to stare intently and boldly at Hamza, as if he were beating the drums of war.

"Who is He, Aza?!" Hamza asked Aza with a look full of anger, Aza who heard the question in a snapping tone made her body instantly shake.

"Emm, that's Sis Marmot. Ehhh, ma-mak-meaning Aza his name is Kak Ta-," suddenly Aza's voice stopped.

"Taqwim," Taqwim said casually as he embraced Aza's friendly shoulder in front of Hamza, after cutting off the girl's speech.

"What the fuck? Get your hands off now!" Hamza said he warmed up, while holding back the roar of breath that sounded increasingly violent.

As for Aza, he kept trying to break away but Taqwim's heavy hand was too strong to embrace him. It was not that he was released, but his efforts instead made his body tighter and closer to Taqwim.

"I'm Taqwim Aza's future husband!" Said Taqwim brani, immediately two pairs of eyeballs suddenly widened due to Taqwim speech.

"No, Brother Hamza, that's not ...!" Aza immediately denied Taqwim's remarks, trying to explain to Hamza.

"Astagfirullah, you've been expecting too much." Hamza's words were getting hotter, it felt as if the blood all over his body was boiling.

"There's no harm, is there?" Taqwim asked casually with an annoying facial expression, making Hamza instantly clench his fingers.

"Sister, please don't make things worse! It's still the morning the neighbors gather here!" Aza tried to resuscitate the two men who looked cool playing with anger.

No one paid attention to the girl's words, even now Taqwim is getting brave to challenge Hamza who has been riding black.

"Heh ...!" Taqwim's voice cleared his throat in a mocking tone towards Hamza.

Without a second thought Hamza immediately launched a violent onslaught towards Taqwim, but strangely Taqwim did not flinch or avoid the slightest whatever the plan.

"Brank ...!" aza's cry was strong while trying to close her mouth, so that the voice was not too shrill.

The girl could not see the two young men in front of her in a fist, regardless of her presence.

"STOP BROTHER ...!" Shouted Aza while holding Hamza's hand so as not to return to action.

Fresh blood flowed from the tip of Taqwim's red lips, the young man grimaced with his fingertips trying to wipe away the blood that was seen starting to drip.

"You guys are nothing at all? I think kids know!" Said Aza began not to bear to see the behavior of the two young men who fought over it.

"But Deck, see He's as brash as you!" Said Hamza while panting stabilizing his breath.

"Huuuuh ...!" Aza took a breath, trying to clear her mind.